Qing Dynasty: After reading my heart, Kangxi and the Nine Dragons are united

Is this not?

Yinxuan was still being polite, saying that he didn't do anything. It was mainly because the second prince was smart that he could draw inferences from other cases and find the key to solve the problem.

The next moment, when he heard that there was a new chef with new skills, his big eyes lit up immediately.

All the alienation and resistance were gone into the sky.

He just bowed warmly and said: "Since second brother sincerely invites you, then I will be disrespectful to refuse."

Prince:......

I seriously suspect that this kid has secretly learned Sichuan Opera face-changing.

But it’s good to have weaknesses!

Weaknesses make it easier to be tempted.

The prince, who had successfully seduced his brother, chuckled and reached out to touch the top of his head: "Why should we be polite to each other? Didn't my eighteenth brother take care of Hongxi for me?"

cough cough.

Yinxuan blushed, "No way, no way. To be honest, I am ashamed to say that my brother is just an uncle in vain. It is my nephew Hongxi who takes care of me instead."

The prince waved his hand and said it was okay, isn’t it the responsibility of the younger generation to respect their elders?

It is a blessing for that kid that Eighteenth Brother is willing to give him a chance.

Yinxuan:!!!

[Eternal Heaven, that's your eldest son! Conventionally speaking, if you can successfully defend the title, Hongxi will most likely be the next crown prince. Let him be filial to me? I can only say that the second crown prince is willing to invest and has paid a lot for me.]

The prince raised his eyebrows slightly, a little curious about how Fifteen and Sixteen enlightened people.

Could it be...

Fifteen and Sixteen don't know they've been exposed yet. They are still thinking about how to win over their Eighteenth Brother and get him to say good things for them!

Yes.

In the past, the Daqiansui Party and the Prince's Party were fighting fiercely. Today Mingzhu was dismissed from his post, and tomorrow Soetu was imprisoned and died.

The Concubine Mi, who was only a concubine at the time, was so frightened that she trembled with fear.

If there is an opportunity, I will advise my two sons in person. If there is no opportunity, I will create one and still advise my two sons in person.

The central idea is this: I, your mother, am a Han woman, and my origin is even lower than that of the Xinzheku.

No matter who gets the throne, it will never be in your hands. It's useless to bother with it. You might as well just keep your life.

Anyway, you are the prince. Whether the emperor makes you a prince again or the new emperor grants you more favors in the future, you will always be crowned as a duke or even a prince.

So, listen to me. Stand far away from me, or the eldest prince and the prince will fight and splash blood on you!

These two brothers are obedient and no matter how favored they are, they will not have any thoughts of competing.

Afraid of becoming cannon fodder.

But these days are different!

With the arrival of the auxiliary star, everything is clear. Khan Ama and the second brother of the crown prince have put aside their past grudges, and the relationship between father and son is even better than before. The two of them are united as one, hoping that the nine dragons will roll out together.

It was stated early on that the Qing Dynasty would not keep idle people.

This directly blocked the two brothers' path, and it was no longer possible for them to be promoted to Beile, Duke or even Prince just by being born into a good family.

If you want to be promoted, you can only rely on your own efforts.

What else can they do if they don't want to be idle royal family members? Hurry up and roll up your sleeves while you are still young!

At most, you can go through the back door of Xiaofuxing and find a slightly easier way.

The hateful prince also wanted to take it easy, and since he was rich and powerful, he could always find better cooks that were more suitable for their brother's appetite, and deceive the little foodie into being confused, thus gaining the upper hand.

Really cunning and shameless.

Ahhh~

While picking up food for Yinzhen, the prince, who was trying to find out Cixi's surname and which family she came from, sneezed violently.

Although he turned his head in time, Yinxuan still felt that the food must have been contaminated.

He was already seven-tenths full and immediately reached ten-tenths.

I quickly left the table to say that I had finished my meal and thanked the second prince for his hospitality. I will not disturb you today and will come to see you another day.

Once the words are spoken, run away. Don't be too quick.

The prince who was clearly despised: The promised meal should be given to you, shouldn’t we appreciate how hard it is to come by it?

Yinzhen's personal eunuch, Xiao Luzi, was not so frugal. He was simply afraid: "My slave, Prince! You are too anxious. Aren't you being too disrespectful to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

That gentleman was born in a wealthy family and was pampered by his ruler since childhood.

Ninety-nine percent of the people in the world are slaves in front of him. He is the only one who despises others, how can others despise him? The young master's running just now was insignificant, but it is the easiest to be hated!

Xiao Luzi was worried and kept persuading Yinzhen to come back and at least apologize to the prince.

Otherwise, being alienated by His Highness would be a loss.

Is there such a good thing?

Yin Xuan, who was originally planning to follow suit, immediately stopped and continued to walk towards the prince: "The second prince has always been generous and well-mannered, and he will never be as petty as you said. If he is, then he is not worthy of my affectionate relationship."

When he said this, he spoke loudly on purpose.

I’m afraid it won’t reach the prince’s ears.

So much so that he wasn't angry enough and couldn't make up his mind to stay away from this hot stove of his.

As expected, the prince who received the news soon paused and looked at his own Khan Ama helplessly: "Look at this little bastard, he is really... He picks up the bowl and calls me second brother, but when he puts down his chopsticks, he wants to draw a clear line with his son!"

It is so realistic that it cannot be more realistic.

Kangxi's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt that he was even more miserable than the prince.

After all, the prince is usually sympathized with, but he is associated with the old and confused, the biased, and even the power monster and the Gu-breeding expert.

Otherwise, the Qing Dynasty would have perished during the reign of Emperor Kangxi.

Kangxi Kangxi, eat bran and drink porridge.

How could Kangxi's heart not beat faster when thinking about it, and he would want to kill a few people to vent his anger?

Miserable and slightly miserable can only be shown through comparison.

Yinreng, who was indeed comforted, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but halfway through, he heard his own Khan father snort coldly, which scared him so much that he quickly lowered his mouth back down.

She changed the subject very abruptly: "When I think about the New Year approaching, and the sacrifice and sacrificial meat eating at Kunning Palace on the second day of the New Year, my son is a little worried."

Seeing that his father's face was a little dark, he quickly explained that he fully supported this activity of not forgetting traditions and recalling the past and thinking of the present, and had no intention of opposing it. But...

"Our little Fuxing loves fine food. If he is fed with half-cooked boiled pork without any seasoning, God knows what he will say."

Kangxi:......

It’s okay to just recite it, but what if you spit it out on the spot?

In such a solemn occasion, there is such a small auxiliary star that is beneficial to the country.

Will he be punished?

Do you dare to punish?

Just thinking about it made Kangxi feel overwhelmed.

He quickly transferred the pressure to the imperial kitchen and secretly ordered them to work overtime to make sacrificial meat that was in accordance with ancestral customs and not difficult to swallow.

The head steward of the imperial kitchen was so worried that his hair fell out in clumps.

In the end, I had no choice but to take a risk and borrow the method of the adults: marinate glutinous rice paper with a secret method, and after I got the sacrificial meat, I rubbed it with the seasoning paper with a pious heart, so that the flavor of the paper could seep into the meat.

Even if it can't be said to be a miracle, at least it won't be so bland.

As soon as the paper reached Yinzhen's hands, he started complaining again.